Crisp Sheets, Movies, and Fig Newtons

Wee I'm sick. Isn't it suppose to be June! I was all fine with the cooler weather and the rain, but that was before I got sick. I'll find someone or something to blame for this, but until then time to get comfortable and try and get better so I can go back to work. Wait, who am I kidding. Ok scratch the work part, but I would like to feel normal again. But until then time to snuggle in and grab hold of what makes me happiest when I'm sick. When you're under the weather there are a few things you turn to for comfort. For me it's a simple list of things that make me happy no matter what the situation, but when I'm not feeling well they're just a thousand times better.

This is true love.

Crisp Clean Sheets: That feeling of slipping between crisp, soft, fluffy sheets is unsurpassed. There's just the most perfect feeling when you get your sheets out of the dryer, put them on the bed, and then slide in. Last year for our anniversary we spent more than I'd like to remember on a set of bamboo sheets. While I would like to forget the cost, I keep looking for a second set. Because now if I need to switch sheets we go back to the jersey knit standby. And while I really like my red jersey knit sheets, I LOVE my baby blue bamboo heaven.

Mmm Cheese and Abs.

Movies (series to be exact):  We're talking cheesetastic (it's a word) movies that make you cringe and giggle because they just get worse as they get new sequels or remakes. Oh of course I have a few standard good movies I go to when I don't feel well too, but oh the cheese! When I'm sick and my poor husband is home (like today) he gets to come on the adventure that is watching great movies, mediocre movies, and horrid movies. I have an awesome $5 movie collection, it's the only way to find the cheesiest of movies I tell you. Mmm movies.

Oddly enough, not me

Snacks: When I'm sick I tend to snack all day instead of eating real meals. We'll say it's because I can't keep anything down and not just because I've horrible habits. When I was little and my dad would take care of a sick me he'd sit me up on the couch with a roll of crackers and the remote. Well and my homework, but I block that part out when I reminisce. I love Ritz crackers and Fig Newtons, but Double Stuf Oreos make me smile like a small child. I will say though, that there are a few comfort foods I love that aren't of the snack variety. The only time my dad's Sheppard's Pie sounds good is when I'm sick. Because really, you have to be completely ill to consider mashed potatoes, cheese, corn, ketchup, and hot dogs a meal worth doing anything other than feeding a dog. Though family staples like chili and rice, scrambled eggs with Ritz crushed in them, and mac n cheese with tuna and peas are comfort food I love all the time. Don't judge.


So now my sickly self bids you adieu so I can go curl up in bed with my clean sheets, a peanut butter and pickle bagel and watch Timeline for the 100th time.

HI!

Can I be honest here?

God, I sure hope the answer is yes. Because really, if I can't be honest here where can I be. So that's a yes, right? Oh good. So I've been spending the last hour or so trying to come up with a way to start out this blog without coming off like either a pretentious ass who thinks everyone is going to flock to read about her AMAZING life (lolz) OR some unfunny hack who thinks she's hilarious and is actually dryer than the Sahara desert. So I think I've finally come up with the perfect opening for my new blog, you ready? Ok here it goes.

Hi.                                                     

What do ya think? It's simple, short, and to the point. It says "I care" but without going overboard right? Yeah I thought so too. Well now that we've got that out of the way lets move on shall we. Alright, now to the fun part. You know, the part where I sell myself to you as if I were interviewing for a new position or on a first date.

Ok, so here we go. I am married to my best friend, I work in a call center for one of the largest communications companies in the US, I have an affinity for TV shows that get canceled long before their time *RIP Firefly*; I love the beach, hate the heat of Fresno summers, have a very hard time being civil to people who do not cherish their children with every fiber of their being and I HATE bacon (yes I know, un-American). I believe in complete equality as well as freedom of speech. I tend to play the Devil's advocate just because I feel every side of an argument should have a say. I root for the underdog. I'm afraid of dark bathrooms, I say what I think before I think about what I say. Oh, and if/when any blood manages to slide it's way into my caffeine stream I fall flat on my face.

Now is that all of who I am? Naah. Do you have a better picture of the person who's leading you on this grand adventure through their life? God I hope so.